"That really is vile and despicable!"
Feng Sen, who had just withdrawn, suddenly saw the Three Evil Emperors launch a joint attack at Lu Feng and could not help cursing aloud.
But his voice stopped in his throat after only an instant, turning into a terrified roar. "My lord!"
"My lord!" Hu Xianxian, Artisan Hero, and the others cried out at the same time, their eyes filled with alarm, fury, and worry.
They had all considered that it might not be easy for Lu Feng to defeat three opponents alone, that it might become an exceedingly difficult drawn-out battle.
Yet they had never expected the outcome to be decided in a split-second flash.
Facing the Three Evil Emperors' ambush, Lu Feng neither dodged nor evaded, meeting them head-on with his physical body. As a result, he took a palm strike from Evil Power, a kick from Evil Wealth, and Evil Lust's heart-piercing finger.
The first two could at most leave him gravely injured, but Evil Lust's finger pierced straight through Lu Feng's heart. A great cloud of blood burst visibly from his back, blasting a bowl-sized bloody hole through his entire back.
Urgh—
A muffled groan of agony rang out.
Yet it had not come from Lu Feng. Despite his grievous wounds, he had seized the hand Evil Lust used for that heart-piercing strike and unleashed terrifying strength, returning a finger strike of his own.
In trading injury for injury, he crippled Evil Lust in one stroke.
But this...
Was it worth it?
To Feng Sen and the others, it was utterly not worth it. Even the lives of a hundred Evil Lusts would not compare to their lord.
Hu Xianxian's panicked eyes even reddened with tears. She realized that Lu Feng had likely done this to stand up for